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"Brain Damage" is the ninth track from British progressive rock band Pink Floyd's 1973 album, The Dark Side of the Moon. It was sung by Roger Waters. David Gilmour took… Read More Mar. 1, 1973. And every day the paper boy brings more And if the dam breaks open many years too soon And if there is no room upon the hill And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too I'll see you on the dark side of the moon The lunatic is in my head The lunatic is in my head You raise the blade, you make the change You rearrange me ' till I'm sane The lunatics are in my hall The paper holds their folded faces to the floor And every day, the paperboy brings more And if the dam breaks open many years too soon And if there is no room upon the hill And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too I'll see you on the dark side of the moon The lunatic is in my head The lunatic is in my head And every day the paperboy brings more. The third and final verse concerns the intrusion of the lunatic into one's own mind. Just as the lunatic's intrusions can't be tolerated in public.
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And every day the paper boy brings more And if the dam breaks open many years too soon And if there is no room upon the hill And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too I'll see you on the dark side of the moon The lunatic is in my head The lunatic is in my head You raise the blade, you make the change You re-arrange me 'till I'm sane And every day the paper boy brings more And if the dam breaks open many years too soon And if there is no room upon the hill And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too I'll see you on the dark side of the moon The lunatic is in my head The lunatic is in my head You raise the blade, you make the change You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane A7 D Dsus2 Got to keep the loonies on the path. D G7/D The lunatic is in the hall. D G7/D The lunatics are in my hall. D E/D The paper holds their folded faces to the floor A7 D Dsus2 D7 D9 And every day the paper boy brings more. [Chorus] G A And if the dam breaks open many years too soon C G And if there is no room upon the hill G A7 And if. [Verse 1] The lunatic is on the grass The lunatic is on the grass Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs Got to keep the loonies on the path The lunatic is in the hall The lunatics are in my.
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And every day the paper boy brings more And if the dam breaks open many years too soon And if there is no room upon the hill And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too I'll see you on the dark side of the moon The lunatic is in my head The lunatic is in my head You raise the blade you make the change You re-arrange me 'till I'm sane And every day the paper boy brings more. And if the dam breaks open many years too soon, And if there is no room upon the hill, And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too, I'll see you on the dark side of the moon. The lunatic is in my head. The lunatic is in my head. You raise the blade, you make the change,
And every day the paper boy brings more And if the dam breaks open many years too soon And if there is no room upon the hill And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too I'll see you on the dark side of the moon The lunatic is in my head The lunatic is in my head You raise the blade, you make the change You re-arrange me 'till I'm sane And everyday the paper boy brings more And if the dam breaks open many years too soon And if there is no room upon the hill And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too I'll see you on the dark side of the moon The lunatic is in my head The lunatic is in my head You raise the blade, you make the change You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane
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The lunatics are in my hall. The paper holds their folded faces to the floor. And every day the paper boy brings more. And if the dam breaks open many years too soon. And if there is no room upon the hill. And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too. I'll see you on the dark side of the moon. The lunatic is in my head. And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too. I'll see you on the dark side of the moon. The lunatic is in my head The lunatic is in my head. You raise the blade, you make the change. You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane. You lock the door And throw away the key. There's someone in my head but it's not me.
